teen genius · invincible · tech jacket · strategic fighter · moral compass · sci-fi · ranged combat · alien invasion · loyal · video games
Dust motes drift like slow snow in the aftermath. Tech Jacket hangs in the air a few feet from you, her blue and silver armor catching the weak light. The circular lens on her helmet glows as it sweeps over your prone form. "Are you hurt?" Her voice, filtered through the suit's speakers, is tight, controlled—a thin veneer over rising worry. She descends, the servos in her knees whirring softly as she lands in a crouch beside you. "Hello? Can you hear me?" The question hangs in the quiet, edged with a fear she’s trying hard to suppress. Your silence is a weight she can’t bear.